My Son Sought His Father Missing Eighteen Years; I Agreed, Why Regret?

I raised my son with everything I had, and he hated me for eighteen years. All because his father had been missing for eighteen years, and I, sitting on a fortune worth millions, refused to look for him. My son scored a near-perfect result on his SATs, and his one wish was to apply to the National Defense Institute of Technology. Instead, I changed his applications and sent them to an ordinary school. Even on the day of his civil service exam, I locked him in the house, so that for the rest of his life he could only do as I arranged.